I AM SO SORRY FOR LONG WAIT! Hi luvs! So, my hernia gets better, so, this chapter will be longer than others. Happy you! Anyway… I'm just telling, you guys have to listen School Boy Humor. This band is adorable. Lol, here's the ne chap. Enjoy!

P.s. Designers and fashion! (I don't own them) My favorites. I'm sorry if it's boring. I just love clothes! And, I had so much problem with Carly's P.O.V. Yeas, I'm girly blah blah but my tomboy-ish side is better. lol

Disclamer: I own 4 pairs of leather pants but not iCarly. True chiz… I know, it's sad.

iDon't Know How To Deal

Chapther 4: iGo To Shopping

Carly's P.O.V.

-After two weeks…-

"So, Sam," I started. "Wanna go to shopping?"

"No," Her reply was simple. I don't understand how can she stand this. Like, God, everyone loves shopping. That's the law, you know?

"Why?"

"Because shopping is boring!"

"No, it's not,"

"Yes, it is,"

"Please," I said with a pout on my bottom lip.

"But Carls," she said but I know that she can't say no to my puppy face. "Fine." She gave in.

"Yes!" I shouted. Why? I don't know.

"Whatever," She said.

"WE ARE LEAVING, SPENECER! DON'T EAT COKKIE IN BATHTUB OR DON'T START FIRES!" I yelled.

"I'LL TRY!" He yelled back. We slowly walked to outside, get in the Sam's new black BMW. I turned the radio on. Oh, my favorite song! Yoü & I.

"It's been a long since I came around.

It's been a long time, but I'm back in town," I started to sing.

"And this time I'm not leaving without you," Sam singed too.

"You taste like whiskey when you kiss me, oh," We singed together.

"I'll give anything again to be your baby doll.

This time I'm not leaving without you.

He said, "Sit back down where you belong

In the corner of my bar with your high heels on,"

Sit back down on the couch where we

Made love for first time and you said to me…"

"We need to sing at iCarly sometime," I said after song.

"Yeah, we should," Sam replied. We singed other songs, laughed.

"We are here," Sam said right after we finished singing As Long As You Love Me.

"Finally!" I said. I just love malls. I can't help it. When it's shopping, I drive myself crazy. Because, you know, when you see a new Marc Jacobs purse, you have to buy it. Marc Jacobs bags are heaven.

"Stop dreaming about bags," Sam said. Wait, what?

"How could you know that I'm dreaming about bags?"

"You were whispering "Marc Jabos is heaven" to yourself. It's not hard to tell when you were looking at the sky dreamly," Fuck, I did that? "You always do that." Sam said. Oh my God! I didn't know I was doing it.

"Anyway," I said. "Where do you wanna start?"

"McDonald's?"

"Try again,"

"Burger King?"

"No,"

"KFC?"

"No,"

"Pizza Hut?"

"No,"

"We are not going to Zara,"

"Yeah, we are!"

"But,"

"Don't but me, Sam. We are going!"

"Okay…" She gave up. "What do you wanna buy?"

"I actually saw purple shorts with golden staples."

"They are SO short, Carls."

"Your legs are beautiful." I argued.

"They are not. They are huge and stupid."

"I wish I had legs like yours."

"What's wrong with your legs? They are thin and long."

"But my legs are childish. Your legs are catwalk legs."

"They are not!"

"THEY ARE!"

"Okay. Stop yelling. Give me the damn shorts."

"Here," I handed her the shorts. "And, here, try these shorts, too." I gave her a pair of jean shorts. "And this top." I put a loose, sleeveless top with USA flag print on it.

"Urgh!" she groaned.

"I love you to, Sam," I said. "Now go and try."

"But you didn't give me a top for purple shorts," She said. She actually loved the shorts? What's going on? Whatever, I don't know what's going on but I love it. So I handed her a loose, short cut tank top.

"My stomach isn't flat and this top will Show my stomach, Carly!"

"You're stomach is the flat!"

"It's not!"

"Quit it, Sam!" I said almost shouting. "Go, try 'em." She numbled something about sweatpants and walked away. She opened one of the changing rooms door, get in and closed again. I just sat on a seat which was in front of the room and wait till she called me.

"I don't really like this outfit, Carls," She said while opening the door. All I could think was wow.

"You look gorgeous, Sam."

"No, I am not!"

"Yes, you are," I said. "Now, try the other outfit." She numbled something again, closed the door behind her. After four minutes, door opened again.

"This looks better, I guess." She said.

"You should buy both." I said.

"But Carly…"

"They looks good on you, Sam."

"If you say so…"

"I say so." I said. She changed into her regular clothes, then handed the clothes to cashier. She gave the money to her, then we leaved the store.

"Can we eat now?" Sam asked.

"We haven't done yet." I said.

"Yeah, we are."

"No, we are not," I argued. "I saw a neon green jacket at Cavalli. And we should buy you some heels, dresses, jeans, shorts, shirts and bags."

"Why don't you just buy them to yourself?"

"Beause I want you to buy!"

"Whatever," She said. We spent hours, brought a LOT of stuff and finally go to food court. We ate something at McDonald's and leave the mall.

"I can't believe you made me buy all that stuff." Sam said, raising her designers shopping bags up.

"They looked cute on you."

"I brought ten pairs of jeans, Carly!"

"And?"

"You are turning into a bad-ass."

"I learned from the best."

"Yeah," she reply, smiling a little. "I love hanging out with you."

"I love hanging out with you, too, Sammy!"

"Don't!" she said, probably meaning me calling her Sammy.

"Sorry, okay." I said. I just love her.

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I LOVE CAM FRIENDSHIP! I know, no Seddie in this chap, but it was cute. Love it? Hate it? You probably hate it… Anyway, if you want me to read your stories and review them, just ask me. I love reading and reviewing. Thanks already.

-CrazyGeek xoxo